Bleeding Away

Time is running away

Like sand slipping through my fingers

Like blood pumping out of a dying man

Like a candle’s flame in a dark room

Time is bleeding past my bloodshot eyes

But where does it go?

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  1. Hi,

    Thank you for the great quality of your blog, each time i come here, i’m amazed.

    black hattitude.

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